Force connections

Happening again

At first I thought it was a dream, like the ones I used to have about Rey. I felt aroused and yet I was somewhere between sleep and awake, only half conscious of the way my body was responding. I sighed, turning over, my semi conscious mind trying to make sense of what I was feeling. Suddenly my eyes flew open, Rey, it was Rey again. I threw the covers back looking at my erection, feeling somewhat annoyed that she was still doing this to herself, even after discovering that I could feel it too. I stood, fighting the urge to moan as the pleasure intensified and I quickly pulled on my underwear and trousers, having to stop with them pulled midway up and lean on the bed as pleasure hit me in waves. Once I had my bottom half clothed I sat down quickly, closing my eyes, groaning as I concentrated my mind on Rey. For a moment I thought the pleasure was too great but then finally I managed to push past it and rush to her light.

When I opened my eyes I realised that I was in a darkened room. The sound of Rey moaning filled the air and I swallowed my own moan as I felt my swollen erection twitch in my pants. I closed my eyes at another wave of pleasure, listening to Rey's breathy gasps and then suddenly I heard another noise. Not Rey's soft, feminine noises but the sort of noise a man made, the sort of noise l made when l was aroused. My eyes flew open, not believing what I was seeing. Rey wasn't alone in the bed. I stayed in the shadows, my body twitching with pleasure and yet my heart hurt. It felt like physical pain. Rey was under the man who was thumping in and out of her, both of them crying out now. "Mmmmph" I gasped under my breath, my hand flying down to press on my pulsating erection and yet tears filling my eyes, a deep feeling of betrayal ran through me, only intensifying when I realised that it was the pilot, Poe who was on top of her. I closed my eyes, spilling a tear and willing myself back to my room so I could ride this out alone. I stayed put though, watching as the pilot withdrew from her, turning her over onto all fours and then pushing into her again. She cried out and so did I, biting down on the skin of my arm to muffle it. I saw the pilots hand reach down between her legs as he banged into her and he began moving it in a circular motion on her most sensitive parts. This pushed me over the edge, my body ready for orgasm and yet held back. I was panting against my arm, my erection damp and needy in my pants when suddenly I heard Rey. "Stop. Stop Poe, I don't want this. I can't". Still panting against my arm I watched as the pilot hung his head, breathing hard, clearly almost there and now struggling to wind down from it, "What?" he asked, just a hint of irritation in his breathy voice, "Rey I gotta tell you, you feel like you want this" Rey shook her head, "My, my body does but my mind won't let me". I watched the pilot withdraw and sit on the bed, his head resting on his arm, "It's him isn't it? Ben, as you call him". At the mention of my name I looked at Rey. She was crying and nodding miserably, "I'm sorry Poe. I love him". With that I blinked and suddenly I was back in my room.

My heart thumping I sat on the bed, she loved me still? Was that why she was crying the other night? Was she with him the first time I'd felt her pleasure too? The questions made my head spin. I lay back feeling my hardness still throbbing, held at a point that Rey never got beyond. I tried to ignore it but I knew it was useless and so I pulled off my trousers and underwear and wrapped my hand around myself exhaling noisily at the contact. I began to pump my hand quickly, focusing only on my end goal. It didn't take me long and I came hard onto my stomach, my breath escaping in a shaky gasp, my legs locking.

I lay on my back waiting for my body to calm down, for my heart rate to slow.  I used my underwear to clean up and then I lay back down thinking.  She had been with him! I felt sick thinking about it.  She was mine, not his.  I thumped my fist down on the bed, "Argh!" I screamed, my pain and jealousy rushing out of me in that moment.  She had stopped it, had said she loved me but that didn't change the fact that she was with him.  I ran a hand over my eyes, realising that there were tears there.  I thumped my fist down again "Argh!".  My heart ached at the thought of what we had shared and what she had now shared with him.  I covered my eyes with my hands and felt my lip begin to tremble.  I moved my hands, looking up at the ceiling, tears clouding my vision and on that night when I should have been celebrating my victory, instead I wept until my eyes closed with exhaustion and I fell into a troubled sleep.